Lyrics

This is the last time you will feel me breathe, so While your hands are around my neck, make them into fists And choke this engine, and choke this engine And choke this engine Because every night Feels like sandpaper down my throat And I hate your Southern comfort smile You can have no fucking taste in life So keep diving Into dives You can't say that I haven't tried to walk in your shoes They've replaced your spine with extension chords Tangled up and lost Tangled up and lost "This must be home" "No, this heart is my home" And if a couple of days felt like years Then a couple of years can end in a day Now I can't make it On my own Take this skeleton Burn your muscles Leave the promises Because you've eaten them alive Because you've eaten them alive Because you've eaten them alive Leave the promises Because you've eaten them alive Leave the promises Because you've eaten them alive